Chapter 6: In which Twilight goes for a ride.

“Here's what I've got in mind,” Princess Twilight said. She flipped a book open, scanning it for a certain passage, then cross-referenced it with another tome, and then another. “The reason we look identical is because we share the same etheric-identity 'template,' so to speak, just across dimensions, right?”

“Right.” Twilight stood, and peered over her counterpart's shoulder at the arcane reference books. “So?”

“So, that means that means we can set up a sympathetic link, and there'd be little to no subconscious, ego-based resistance!” Princess Twilight spoke faster and faster as the enthusiasm took hold of her.

“I think you're onto something, but … what's that got to do with anything?” Twilight scratched at her head.

Princess Twilight turned towards her counterpart, and grinned from ear to ear. “It's simple! Once we establish that link, I can modify a few incantations to let your consciousness 'ride' mine-- basically, you'll see and feel everything I do.”

“You think that's possible?” Twilight put a hand on the princess' shoulder and leaned closer to the magical manuals. “I'm still not sure what that would accomplish.”

“Ah, that's the fun part. While you're sharing my consciousness, I'll go back to the party, and … enjoy myself.” Princess Twilight's wings flared a little, and her cheeks flushed in naughty anticipation. “Meanwhile, you'll feel everything that I do, but you won't actually be there. It'll be like a way to … ease you into into how we do things here. A degree of separation, you know? If it ever becomes too much, you can just sever the link.”

“That's … certainly a creative solution.” Twilight mused. “Are you sure it'll work?”

“Well, no. But that's what experimentation's for, isn't it? Plus, I have to admit,” Princess Twilight ruffled her wings again, and bit at her lower lip. “I think it'd be kind of hot.”

Twilight allowed herself a guilty smile. “When you put it like that … “

“Okay, how do you feel?” Princess Twilight said. The connecting ritual had been surprisingly simple (as far as those things went). A little chalk, a bit of glowing, and that was that.

Weird.

“Good weird, or bad weird?”

Good weird, I guess?

“Well, remember, you can cut the link at any time, if you get uncomfortable.”

Got it. Will my body be alright?

Princess Twilight looked over to where her counterpart's body sat in the armchair, eyes closed peacefully as if napping. “You'll be fine-- it's just like you're sleeping. Dreaming, even. So long as you don't stay in my head for too long, you'll be alright. Spike'll keep an eye on you, just in case. Isn't that right, Spike?”

The little lizard nodded, and curled up in the sleeping Twilight's lap in a vaguely feline fashion. To say it was an odd sight was an understatement, but it had just been that kind of day.

Looks good, then.

“And remember, any time you feel uncomfortable, you can break the link. All you've got to do is say-- well, think –the word 'Goodbye' and you'll return to your own body.”

Heck of a safeword.

“You're catching on quick.” Princess Twilight smirked. “Now, are you ready?”

Not really, but I'll be alright.

“We don't want to keep them waiting.”

Waiting? They all looked … pretty ready to go when I left.

“It's bad manners to have sex at a party if the host's not present.”

I'm never going to get used to this dimension.

Princess Twilight turned on a hoof, and headed out of the library. In turn, Twilight heard each hoof-step on the tiled floor, and felt every little breeze wash over her (or, more accurately, Princess Twilight's) bare body. It felt like she was in her own body, just with someone else at the proverbial wheel.

You know, this kind of reminds me of a virtual reality video game.

“A what?”

I'll tell you about it later.

The Princess and her passenger continued along, finally rounding walking through the doorway to the central party hall. Sure enough, the small crowd hadn't broken out into a full-fleged orgy (even if Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash both had roaming hands). Instead, Princess Twilight found herself looking into the concerned faces of her five best friends, as well as the gathering of buff colts.

“Hold up, which Twilight are we talking to?” Rainbow Dash furrowed her brow in concerned thought.

“The original.” Princess Twilight said with a smile. “Or, well, the original to this dimension. I'm not so sure if I'd go so far as to label myself 'Twilight Prime,' as that's more a matter of perspective … “

“Yep. Definitely Twilight.” Rainbow Dash said, and then leaned back against Big MacIntosh's broad chest.

“Is everything quite alright, then?” Rarity chimed in from where she rested her chin on Applejack's shoulder. “Your … counterpart left in quite the hurry. I wouldn't go so far as to call her prudish, but … “ As she trailed off, Rarity let her delicate hands drift to Applejack's ample chest. She pulled lightly on the cowgirl's nipples, making Applejack moan softly.

“She's fine.” Princess Twilight smiled, and walked further into the hall. She raked her eyes back and forth, savoring the tableau of bare flesh all around her. A familiar warmth began to build between her legs, and she felt her body tense in eager anticipation. Her wings flared, and her tail raised. “Twilight's still getting used to our … customs. But she's alright right now-- she's holed up in the library with Spike.”

At least my body is.

Princess Twilight's lips curled up in a smile. “Twilight and I talked a little bit. She wanted me to tell you all she's flattered by all the attention, but she's still trying to … ease into things. But she didn't want to ruin the party, either, so … well, she let me come back.” Princess Twilight licked her lips, and took in a deep breath. She saw, she felt the gazes of the small crowd on her, and absolutely reveled in it. “Now then … “ Princess Twilight ran her soft hands over her own body, knowing full well that Twilight would feel the exact same thing through their magical link. “Why don't we pick up where we left off?”

“Woo!” Pinkie Pie cheered, and immediately dropped down to her knees between two large colts. She pumped one's cock with one hand, and then used the other to stuff a second one into her waiting mouth. Catching Princess Twilight's look from the corner of her eye, Pinkie Pie winked, and then switched over to the second dick with a great deal of eager, messy slurping.

I should be surprised, but I once saw Pinkie Pie eat an entire cake in like three bites. I think she can unhinge her jaw like a snake or something.

Princess Twilight giggled, and covered her mouth with one hand. Pinkie Pie wasn't the only one getting into the spirit of things, either. Rainbow Dash held both hands around one of Big MacIntosh's wrists, keeping his large hand at the apex of her thighs. She rolled her hips against his fingers, and moaned out a little louder than she should have, even as she looked across the hall at Applejack. Applejack, however, simply ignored the pegasus' lewd antics in favor of kissing Rarity with surprising tenderness. She held the unicorn tightly, Rarity's white coat contrasting nicely with Applejack's orange.

Even Fluttershy got right to it-- she put both hands on the back of a chair and bent over, hiking her pink tail up high. Within moments, her muscular friend had buried his muzzle between her cheeks-- Princess Twilight couldn't see just what he was doing there, but Fluttershy soon started to blush and moan wantonly. She pushed her hips back against her lover's face, each little movement making her breasts sway beneath her. Before long, it was impossible to take in everything at once as the orgy got into full swing.

Princess Twilight watched for a few moments, and then ran her hands over her body in anticipation. “Now … where to start?”

Uh. It's your body. So … you pick?

Princess Twilight nodded to herself, and smiled wider. She finally zeroed in on a stallion with a slim but toned physique standing near the edge of the room. Princess Twilight's heart beat a little faster as she took in the gorgeous sight before her. Faintly sculpted abdominal muscles, covered in a light blue coat of fur, led down to a set of powerful legs-- with a heavy, half-hard cock dangling between them. There were musical notes emblazoned on his flank, though Princess Twilight didn't let her eyes linger on them for long.

“Mr. Noteworthy.” Princess Twilight said with exaggerated, flirty formality. “It's good to see you.”

“Always an honor, Princess.” He replied.

Princess Twilight didn't let him talk any further, as she soon leaned against him, breasts pillowing on the stallion's chest as her lips sought out his. Noteworthy's strong hands ran over Princess Twilight's body, earning a contented sigh from her. She opened her mouth and tilted her head to the side, allowing Noteworthy to push his tongue deeper.

Kissing with a muzzle is weird.

Princess Twilight stifled a giggle, and drew back from the kiss.

“What?” Noteworthy said, brow furrowing in concern.

“Uh, nothing. Just had … a thought. Now relax.” Princess Twilight licked her lips, and slid down to her knees in front of the blue colt. She stared at his cock for a long time; the very sight and smell of it kindled a hungry heat between her legs. The princess flicked her tail, and then reached up to take hold of the thick, fleshy member, running her hand up and down over the warm flesh. Within a few strokes, Noteworthy swelled to a full (and frankly intimidating) length. Noteworthy's cock filled her entire field of vision, so close she could make out the little veins running across it.

Oh my. What are you going to--

Another surge of pleasure ran through Princess Twilight's body as she opened her mouth wide, and guided Noteworthy into her mouth. She pursed her lips around the thick flesh, and began to work her way downward. Her tongue traced little patterns on the underside of Noteworthy's shaft, and she savored the feel of hot, firm cock in her mouth. She kept going until the head of Noteworthy's shaft pushed against the back of her mouth-- at which point Princess Twilight drew herself back, letting the cock pop out of her lips with a loud wet sound.

Princess Twilight smiled, and then looked up at Noteworthy with coy eyes as she took him into her muzzle once again. This time, she just pursed her lips around the head, and began to work the tip of her tongue around it. As she teased Noteworthy with her mouth, she slid a hand down past the base of his cock and fondled his heavy, potent balls. Her mouth soon followed as she licked her way downwards, letting Noteworthy's cock flop lewdly upon her muzzle, flooding her nostrils with his heady, masculine scent.

Princess Twilight breathed deeply, and then let out a naughty, playful giggle. She wet one finger in her muzzle, and then slid it over Noteworthy's hanging balls, finally coming to trace a circle around the tight ring of muscle there.

Noteworthy jumped, and let out a shuddery breath-- though he helpfully spread his legs wider, and hiked his blue tail. “Princess?” he said, looking downward.

“Oooh. You're a naughty thing.” Princess Twilight kissed the side of Noteworthy's cock. “You like getting fucked in the ass, don't you?”

“Sometimes?” Noteworthy's blue cheeks tinted darker in a blush.

“Mmm. Good.” Princess Twilight cooed, and then laid back upon a conveniently located pile of pillows. “If you're a good boy, I'll let some of the other boys use you while I watch. But for now … “ She spread her legs, biting at her lower lip as she felt cool air wash over her humid, nearly dripping pussy. “I think you know what to do.”

Noteworthy nodded in eager agreement, getting to his own knees as she scooted up in front of Twilight. His thick cock bobbed between his legs, erect and ready as he guided himself closer.

I've never been with a guy before--

“Be gentle.” Princess Twilight winked. “At least at first.”

Then again, does this really count as sex? For me, at least? It's pretty obvious on your end, but over here you could argue that it's just a really in-depth sensory simu-- OH FUCK!

Noteworthy pushed himself steadily into Princess Twilight's wet and waiting sex, sending jolts of pleasure coursing through her whole body. Princess Twilight moaned wantonly and arced her back, nearly coming just then and there. It felt like Noteworthy's cock had been created for her, fitting perfectly into her cunt like a key into a lock. The lean stallion tensed above Princess Twilight, bracing his arms on the pile of pillows. He began to work his hips back and forth, slowly pushing himself in and out of Princess Twilight's tight but yielding folds.

Despite the princess' request to be gentle, Noteworthy's thrusts soon built up in both speed and power, gaining momentum like a rock tumbling down a hill. Not that Princess Twilight minded-- quite the opposite, as she parted her legs wider to accept more of Noteworthy's dick. Each push of his hips made Princess Twilight's tits bounce, and elicited a fresh, needy gasp from her mouth. She cupped her chest with both hands, fingers tugging lightly at her own nipples to add to her pleasure. Princess Twilight moaned again, loud and wanton, voice reaching all the way to the room's vaulted ceiling. She let her head loll back as Noteworthy fucked her, only to get a fleeting, upside-down view of her friends turning their heads to watch her pussy get so thoroughly plowed.

Pinkie gave a thumbs up.

Princess Twilight laughed-- halfway, at least, until another of Noteworthy's thrusts made her squeal in pleasure again. She didn't last long after that-- not even trying to hold herself back as pleasure wracked her entire body. Her pussy tightened-- as did every other muscle in her body. She curled and tensed, balacing on the precipice for a short eternity before the sensation finally passed, making her whole body shake and shudder. The princess bucked her hips a couple of times, hard enough to make Noteworthy's still-hard prick flop out of her pussy.

“Oh!” Princess Twilight said, looking down the length of her body.

“Sorry!” Noteworthy blurted, eyes going wide and apologetic.

“My fault. Not yours.” Princess Twilight draped her arms around Noteworthy's neck and leaned up for a brief, affectionate kiss. “Let me catch my breath, and we can go on to round two.” She shivered in playful anticipation, and eased herself back down onto the cushions. Princess Twilight caught movement in the corner of her eye, and turned her head. Pinkie Pie practically bounced over, leading two stallions by their hard cocks, one in each hand. Telltale moisture dripped from between the plump folds of her well-used pussy, staining the insides of her pink thighs-- but this didn't seem to slow her down in the slightest.

“You're gonna play with everypony else, right?” Pinkie Pie's eyes went wide and pleading in a bafflingly innocent expression. “I mean, it looks like you're having a great time and all, but you know what I always say! The only thing better than watching your friend get fucked is--”

“--fucking them yourself, I know.” Princess Twilight laughed, and reached over to beckon Pinkie Pie closer. “C'mere, you.”

“Yay!” Pinkie Pie pounced 'pon the pile of pillows, and immediately pulled Princess Twilight's face into her bouncy, abundant boobs. The princess laughed, caught up in Pinkie's infectious enthusiasm, and shifted a bit to make room for her. Soon enough, Princess Twilight lost track of just who was going where as Pinkie's two stallions scooted in onto the suddenly very crowded set of cushions. Even in the tangle of arms and legs and tails and wings and dicks, Princess Twilight purred under the attention, offering her body to anyone within arm's reach …

I think you got your second wind before I did. You won't, um … mind if I, uh, step out, will you?
“Mmmm. Do whatever you want.” Princess Twilight said-- and then squealed playfully as she felt someone's (but whose?) hand creep past the base of her tail.

Oh! Um. Wow. You have fun, okay? I'm gonna take a little break.

Whatever reply Princess Twilight had was soon muffled by the fresh cock she took between her lips.

Goodbye?

Twilight woke up sticky.

“Oh.” She shivered, and parted her bare legs to look down at the little moist spot she'd left on the chair. “Ew. Hope other-me knows some good cleaning spells.”

Gingerly, Twilight stood up-- Spike had scampered off somewhere else, by the look of things. Twilight found herself relieved at that-- odd as this dimension was, she didn't think she could handle having a tiny dragon perched on her lap while she had the mother of all wet dreams.

Twilight took a step forward on shaky legs, and shivered as she felt the insides of her sticky thighs rub together. Princess Twilight's sensation-riding idea had been a good one … but afterward, Twilight just felt needy, horny … and without any of the satisfaction that Princess Twilight had enjoyed moments earlier. She looked over at the door and perked her equine ears, catching the faintest echoes of pleasured moans (and Pinkie's omnipresent giggling) from some distance down the hallway. It'd be simple enough just to walk over and … indulge herself.

Twilight took a step forward.

A step back.

Two more forward.

Twilight pulled in a deep breath-- and then, it was almost as if she were riding Princess Twilight's body again as she felt herself cross the room and curl her fingers around the brass doorknob.

“When in Rome, right?” Twilight murmured to herself, and pulled the door open--

Only to find herself staring at another unicorn.

It took her a moment too long to recognize the woman, especially after she saw the familiar, flame-red tresses of hair (though this time with a dainty little horn poking out).

“Sunset Shimmer? Is that really you?”

“You know who I am? I'm surprised.” Sunset Shimmer placed a palm at the center of Twilight's chest and pushed her back into the library. Twilight tottered backwards, flaring her wings out for balance. Her butt bumped into the study desk in the center of the room, hard enough to make it scoot over the tile floor.

“Not as surprised as I am, though. I thought you'd be better than this, Princess.” Sunset Shimmer sneered as she strode into the library. She wore a ragged gray cloak over her shoulders-- the drab, battered fabric looked entirely out of place on her brightly colored body. There was nothing but bare flesh beneath the cloak, but Twilight could only stare into Sunset Shimmer's eyes-- the coloration was right, but there was none of the warmth or compassion she'd come to expect from her friend back home.

“Oh. Oh no.” Twilight scrambled backwards, already putting the pieces together. She circled around the reading desk, putting something anything between her and the other-Sunset.

“A desk. Princess Celestia's favorite student is hiding behind a desk. Pathetic.” Sunset swept her hand in a horizontal arc, and the desk (along with its tomes) clattered to the side in a wave of telekinetic magic. “At least the dragon put up a little bit of a fight.”

“What have you done to Spike?” Twilight planted her hooves and braced herself, tightening her hands into fists. She knew she didn't have her counterpart's magical power or ability, but she knew she had to do something.

“Oh, your familiar is quite fine.” Sunset Shimmer pulled her lips back in a wicked smirk. “A little sleep spell goes a long way. But by the time he wakes up, we'll be long gone.” She raised one hand, palm up, fingers curved-- and Twilight felt herself lift up off the ground, held immobile by Sunset Shimmer's magic.

Twilight pulled against the magic glow, tried to summon up magic of her own to oppose her, but to little avail. “Please, Sunset! This isn't like you!”

Sunset Shimmer narrowed her emerald eyes. “You don't know what I'm like. Now, quit wasting my time.” She twisted her hand, and an invisible band of energy squeezed Twilight's muzzle shut. “I've got a schedule to keep, if I'm going to take over all of Equestria.”

There was a flare of fiery magic, and Twilight and Sunset both disappeared, leaving nothing behind but the smell of burnt ozone and the echoes of Sunset Shimmer's mad laughter.